He turned to her and smiled broadly, “Simple really. We go in and kill a lot of gaurds and tell them that we challenge Greed to a fight. You see he never turns down a challenge because he is undefeated for over 2 eons. That is some feet even by his standards.” He looked around and smiled as he could feel the cold rejuvenating him slowly, “And when we challenge him he will fight one of us and the others can go and get her and get out. Its that simple. Though I hope it goes that well. But first things first. We need to get there.” He looked around feeling a change in the winds as it blew towards their group and they could smell the decay and rotting of trees. Standing about a hundred yards was a man around 7 feet tall and around 2 feet thick, his arms folded and his golden eyes focused on them.
“Toruk…” The dragon muttered as he stared at him, Kishimaru looked up in confusion. “How do you know him?” The dragon ignored his question and shot up into the sky roaring as he came down bellowing a collem of fire down on Turok and he disappeared in it. But reappeared on the dragons head and placed a single hand on his head and he then jumped off. But the dragon continued to fall until he crashed down into the ground and when the dust cleared you could see that his body was already decaying. Turok landed on a tree near the camp and it started to wither under his feet.
He was wearing a brown leather vest and fur braces on each forearm, he also had withered fur paints and sported two blades on his back that he had yet to unsheathe. “You are Kishimaru are you not?”
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